True Tales of the Paranormal

Ghost Stories and Spirit Encounters Sent in by Readers

"The Mist" by Sasha (Lombrascura)

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These are some of the ghost stories and spirit encounters that
have been sent in by readers.
After my grandma passed, she came to say goodbye to myself, my
husband, and my two kids in the middle of the night. She was very
close with my kids. Apparently she woke my daughter and my daughter
came to get me. I walked her to her room and as she tried to sleep,
she kept getting up and looking around saying grandma was there adn
that she going to each of our rooms to say goodbye. She came back to
my daughter's room and talked to her. I watched my daughter cry and
talk to her, asking her grandma why, saying goodbye, and that she
loved her. Then my daughter got up, put her arms up and around to
hug her grandma goodbye and she lay back down and cried herself to
sleep. It was the most beautiful thing I ever witnessed. I guess I
wouldn't call it a ghost encounter, but rather an encounter with our
angel. (My daughter still remembers this like it was yesterday... We
were very blessed.) --Melinda

When I was little, I used to play with this beautiful little
Native American girls. She wore a buckskin dress and a beaded head
band. We played dress up with my dolls, had tea parties, hide and
seek, peek-a-boo, the works. When my mom was about to come and see
what all kinds of fun I was having, she would disappear back into
our fireplace. My mom used to say "That's nice baby, but could you
and your imaginary friend play a little quieter?' I insisted that
she was real, my mother patronized me and just said, "Okay Sweety,
but please play quieter, can y'all do that for momma please?" We
played as quietly as we could. This went on for a few years until I
started kindergarten.

As a psychic I would like to tell some of the gangbangers who
kill their enemies that they might want to think about what you're
doing because you may get rid of the body but the spirit of the dead
can come back and haunt you, and/or it can go back to its own gang
and put ideas into the heads of the humans who can come after you
and kill you and send you to the spirit world to be with the one you
thought you got rid of. This is all true, and I know this because
I've been living with the spirits of the dead for years, and the
guides want me to pass these things on to those who kill and maim
here on earth, so they'll think twice before they cause the death of
another human or pet. Yes, the spirits of our dogs and cats live on
in the afterlife, and can visit those they love and also those they
hate. So don't be surprised if you kill or abuse a dog that the
spirit of a devil dog may return to seek vengance against those who
hurt or killed them. -Rosemary
When I was 11, an older man who like a papa to me passed away. He
came back and told me he was alright now, then he walked into a
bright light. When my mom passed she came back, but she walked out
of the bright light and said "I love you" and walked back in. When
my daughter was one, she started talking about her angel friend.
When she was three, I heard her talking, so I walked into her room
asked who she was talking to. She replied, "The devil and her angel
were fighting over her soul." I asked who won. She said her angel.

My son started seeing and hearing things at a young age. He
wouldn't sleep in his room because a black arm tried to touch him. I
had the house blessed. My son wasnt home when it was done, but when
he got home he said he was going to sleep in his bed and has slept
there ever since. The night before I did blessed the house, I woke
up at 3 am and walked to the living room. There were four men -
spirits - sitting on my couch. I told them they had a choice. They
could leave on their own, or I would make them, but to stop scaring
my son. I think his angel is named Samel. He said he stopped them.
Now he will hear someone talk, but it's only a word not a whole
sentence. He told his teacher one day that someone whispered a
scream in his ear. She asked me if I thought he needed someone to
talk to. I laughed and said he's not sick, just more gifted than
most. I just tell him to say "stop and go away" and once he tells
them that, he's fine. There have been times I have dreamed someone
has died before they have. I could go on and on about things that we
have seen and heard. But I am so blessed to have been able to see
and hear that our loved ones are still around. It might be a smell,
touch, or hearing your name called out and you look and no one is
there, but they are. - Sonja